[color=8d8daa][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200619/5bec42cd6a5b440aff20c1bc2ec9727c.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/346xtK1.png[/img] [sub]Starring [color=BC8DBF][b]Viv[/b][/color] [@HaleyTheRandom] & [color=3caea0][b]Dee[/b][/color] [@TootsiePop][/sub] [b][color=#3CAEA0]▃[/color][color=#3EADA0]▃[/color][color=#40ACA1]▃[/color][color=#43ACA1]▃[/color][color=#45ABA2]▃[/color][color=#48AAA2]▃[/color][color=#4AAAA3]▃[/color][color=#4DA9A4]▃[/color][color=#4FA8A4]▃[/color][color=#52A8A5]▃[/color][color=#54A7A5]▃[/color][color=#57A7A6]▃[/color][color=#59A6A7]▃[/color][color=#5CA5A7]▃[/color][color=#5EA5A8]▃[/color][color=#60A4A8]▃[/color][color=#63A3A9]▃[/color][color=#65A3AA]▃[/color][color=#68A2AA]▃[/color][color=#6AA1AB]▃[/color][color=#6DA1AB]▃[/color][color=#6FA0AC]▃[/color][color=#72A0AD]▃[/color][color=#749FAD]▃[/color][color=#779EAE]▃[/color][color=#799EAE]▃[/color][color=#7C9DAF]▃[/color][color=#7E9CB0]▃[/color][color=#809CB0]▃[/color][color=#839BB1]▃[/color][color=#859AB1]▃[/color][color=#889AB2]▃[/color][color=#8A99B3]▃[/color][color=#8D99B3]▃[/color][color=#8F98B4]▃[/color][color=#9297B4]▃[/color][color=#9497B5]▃[/color][color=#9796B6]▃[/color][color=#9995B6]▃[/color][color=#9C95B7]▃[/color][color=#9E94B7]▃[/color][color=#A093B8]▃[/color][color=#A393B9]▃[/color][color=#A592B9]▃[/color][color=#A892BA]▃[/color][color=#AA91BA]▃[/color][color=#AD90BB]▃[/color][color=#AF90BC]▃[/color][color=#B28FBC]▃[/color][color=#B48EBD]▃[/color][color=#B78EBD]▃[/color][color=#B98DBE]▃[/color][/b][/center] [indent]Aside from gaining a new friend, Diana’s week was uneventful. She didn’t necessarily have a personality that drew people in, nor did she associate herself with enough people to get invited to the cool parties. That was what her best friends were for: to keep her from getting bored easily and to occasionally give her an invite. Disappointingly, one was whipped and taking a redhead out on a date and the other, who knows. Fiona hadn’t messaged her in a while, and Dee wasn’t going to go out of her way to get her friend’s attention. She wasn’t that type of girl. That left one person, who Dee adored and enjoyed her company with, but even she could admit they were as different as chalk and cheese. Jasper and Dee, while they would jump in front of a bullet for one another, were not in the same category of ‘girl’. The fact that they found themselves in the same social gatherings together still surprised Dee from time to time. Ten minutes ago, Dee had received a text from Nate, which isn’t an unusual occurrence, but for a Friday night it was odd. They got food randomly throughout the week, went to the park to kick a soccer ball on a random Sunday morning, and they chilled at the mall to people watch at random, as she listened to him talk, and talk, and talk. Going out on a Friday night, though? To a bar no less? This was new. Even so, she appreciated the sentiment. He was in a funk and she couldn’t remember why. Maybe this would help him. That being said, her motivation to go wasn’t for Nate. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t annoyed that Ty forgot her because he was [i]thirsty[/i]. Honestly, she needed something to shake things up because the tedium of school was already getting to her and they just started. This would give her something to do to break from her current routine. She’d either go bar hopping or she would lock herself in her room to make music. It was that simple. Since he hadn’t picked a place, she texted back in the group message with him and MJ: [quote][color=3caea0][i]Nectar’s. 40. SYT. [/i][/color] [/quote] Shortly after, she called Jasper and invited her over. Told her she was going out, with little to no information. Only that she was going out. To guarantee that Jasper wouldn’t choose her next fuck over her, Dee gave her permission to choose her outfit too. Dress her however she wanted to because why the fuck not? Sitting in front of her vanity, having finished her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ea/16/b6/ea16b6651f7939be172b0b07ea6cf3f2.jpg]eye make up[/url], not one for the smokey look, Dee looked down at her lipstick selection, not knowing which color to use because she was waiting on her friend to come out the closet. With how light she did her eye make up, it could go with just about any look, but the lipstick was usually a statement. Looking over her shoulder, she called out, [color=3caea0]“Any winners?”[/color] Rather than wait to see the color of the dress, she aimlessly picked a color — Kiss & Tell satin pink lipstick — and applied it. Aside from the initial want to punch everyone in the face, Jasper’s week had been fairly boring. Ty had been there to help when he could, but she eventually had to tell him to fuck off. They were adults now, and they needed to learn how to deal with their own problems. Of course Jasper didn’t mind leaning on her brother when needed and vice versa, but her better half could be so [i]clingy[/i] sometimes. Needless to say, when Dee had sent her the text, Jasper had quickly chosen her [url=https://www.instagram.com/p/BEJ9pY3tw1b/] outfit[/url] for the night before heading over to her friend’s place. Currently standing in the other girl’s closet, Jasper rolled her eyes. While Dee had her own style that Jasper could respect, she sometimes wished her friend was a little more revealing when it came to her clothing choices. After all - it was a Friday night, and Dee was a gorgeous woman. It was as easy as two plus two. Jasper’s goal for the night was to get her friend some booty, and she wasn’t about to let boring clothing stand in her way. In response to the blonde's question, Jasper marched over to the vanity, picked up a pair of scissors and retreated back to the closet. Grabbing a red dress, the young woman quickly cut off the bottom half of the dress while it was still on the hanger. The dress seemed to be made of a few layers - something that Jasper was thankful for in this moment despite Dee’s loud protests. A few snips later, Jasper was finally content with what she had created. Grabbing the dress from the closet, she turned to show Dee the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f5/97/1c/f5971c012d9cde1453d27d64d0b05ad0.jpg] final product.[/url] [color=BC8DBF]“Dee, baby, I love you, but most things in your closet are… they aren’t ‘going out’ material. So while you were busy fussing at me for cutting up your clothes, I took the liberty of making a masterpiece. Whaddaya think?”[/color] Turning away from the vanity, she looked at the dress Jasper was holding, blinked a couple times, before shrugging, [color=3caea0]“Seems fun enough. Looks like it’ll go well with your outfit too. Black and red spells [i]sin[/i].”[/color] Giving a half smile, amused that she was going to be Jasper for one night, Dee gave two thumbs up as a sign of approval. Agreeable and not one to avoid trying something new, regardless of how different it was for her, Diana shuffled to her friend and grabbed the dress, [color=3caea0]“Viv, you’re wicked talented. I can’t believe you made this.”[/color] Bringing the dress close, she examined the details. Some people wouldn’t be capable of making an outfit into something new, giving it a whole new personality. Jasper wasn’t like some people. The dark haired girl shrugged her shoulders before flopping down on the bed. [color=BC8DBF]“Maybe if my culinary career goes south, I could give fashion a try or some shit.”[/color] Pulling her phone out of her pocket, Jasper began to absentmindedly scroll through social media. [color=BC8DBF]“Hurry up and get dressed. I don’t wanna be late for whatever this is.”[/color] [color=3caea0]“Okay.”[/color] Dee flatly answered. Her deadpan gaze went from the dress to her friend. If there was one word that could describe Dee it was apathy. While she could be humorous and childish, her eyes displayed differently. There was a part of her that was closed off to even her closest of friends. She was there, but sometimes, it felt like she was staring at nothing. The only thing that lit her up was music, and that was something everyone around her would just have to accept. The mundane was boring. Most people were boring. Life was boring. So, in order to take proactive steps to change her routine and find things that caught her eye, she had to do random things like go bar hopping with her friends. Maybe, something would intrigue her enough to enjoy her night. Maybe not. She won’t know until she just does it. Taking off her bathrobe, she started to change. As she changed, she curiously asked a very out of the blue question, [color=3caea0]“Are you happy?”[/color] Not ‘how have you been’ like a normal person. Dee wasn’t normal. There were quite a few things on her mind, like what Ty’s been up to besides Junie this and Junie that. Or how she made a new friend with a large and in charge hockey player. However, those weren’t things she cared about in the moment. She wanted to know if Jasper was happy. Happy with being back at Meadow, happy with her brother, happy with herself. Just… happy. As her eyebrows came together in confusion, Jasper looked from her phone to her friend. [Color=BC8DBF]"I…. guess?"[/color] Jasper hadn't really thought about being happy in a while. [I]Was[/i] she happy? Yes - all Nate related things aside - school was going good. Her grades were up and she was ace-ing her tests. Ty kinda had a girlfriend, she was hundreds of miles away from her father, and she was sleeping with whoever she wanted whenever she wanted to. Yet still it felt like something was missing… [Color=BC8DBF]"I don't think anyone's ever really happy all the time, but I think that for now… yeah, I'm happy."[/color] Breaking from her train of thought as she turned her attention back to her phone, Jasper took the opportunity to ask her friend the same question. [Color=BC8DBF]"Are [i]you[/i] happy?"[/color] Shrugging, Dee walked into her closet, widely yawning, [color=3caea0]“I’m too rad to be sad.”[/color] What did it even mean to be happy? She didn’t question herself like most girls did, she didn’t envy what anyone else had, and when she knew nothing was going right, she’d take a left. It wasn’t something she thought too deep into, though it was good to know that her friend wasn’t drowning in sadness. Dee imagined that’s what all Jasper’s lovers were for: to make her feel good about herself. Standing in front of her shoe wall, scanning them, which she had many, Dee contemplated what could go well with her new and improved red dress, but also be more up her alley. Not taking too long to decide on what she wanted, she sat down on her ottoman (yes, still in the closet) and started putting on her [url=https://ego-co.uk.imgeng.in/media/catalog/product/cache/31e16ddd47bf27e78d7cf6f4adfe97b8/7/3/730ff52d-f0c8-4b6b-981a-103b1c66bc57.jpg?imgeng=/w_1300/]platform thigh high long boots[/url]. Zipping her left boot on, Diana evenly uttered, [color=3caea0]“But I’m also never happy.”[/color] There were three things that could get an emotional rise from her. Not a high one, but enough to see a change in expression. That is: when she talked about her parents and their lifestyles, someone pressed about her past, and when she played music. Music was the only one with a positive outcome. The rest were dismissed, divulged, or drawled out. Still, she didn’t find a need to think too deeply into her words, actions, or behavior. There was no point. Anyways, once a moment or two past, she finished putting her shoes on, grabbed her black shoulder bag, and strolled out the door, aiming to switch the contents from her everyday faux-leather backpack to her ‘night out’ purse. [color=3caea0]“Happiness is overrated. I’m here to make mistakes.”[/color] Jasper knew Dee probably better than anyone, and yet she still couldn’t help with her friend's emotional state - whatever it so happened to be. Sometimes Dee seemed like she was thousands of miles away. Tonight was one of those nights. While Jaz wanted to reach out, and reassure Dee that she was there for her for whatever this was, she hesitated. Jasper had never been much help in the emotional department, and it seemed that nothing had changed that fact. Even if it was seeing her closest friends in a state that obviously wasn’t something to be called okay. Following Dee out the door, Jasper shoved her phone back into her pocket. [color=BC8DBF]“Mistakes are good,”[/color] she said, doing her best to be reassuring. [color=BC8DBF]“Where are we going anyway?”[/color] [color=3caea0]“Nectar’s, babe. The place with the best live music and local talent. You remember that one time you flashed a guy because a girl thought she could steal your one night stand? Yeah, that place.”[/color] Dee commented. Taking out her phone, she continued onward, down the hall, by adding, [color=3caea0]“It’s open mic tonight so I’m a little curious…”[/color] Quickly, she sent another text out to Nate and MJ: [quote] [color=3caea0][i]Omw. I expect appetizers waiting for me.[/i][/color][/quote] Since those two lived on campus, they [i]should[/i] arrive at the bar & grill before her and Jasper. [color=3caea0]“If we end up getting bored, we can always go to the next best place. The night’s young.”[/color] She hooked onto Jasper’s arm as they made their way out of her parents' lavish, french normandy style mansion (it looked like a castle), and with a scheduled uber pick up, their chariot awaited them. [color=3caea0]“Let’s have some fun.”[/color] Walking to the uber, Jasper smirked. [Color=BC8DBF]"I [i]love[/i] that place."[/color] [/indent][/color]